I was strumming my guitar earlier this morning, when I came to an interesting thought. What if music was not so predictable? Instead, one would strike one chord and produce the effect of another, unintentionally. I thought, "what would happen to music, if this were the case?" Of course, our inate perception of rhythm and somatic parameters would inevitably cloud any real beauty. It's this instance of wily percussions that really explain the nuances of control, man desire. We wish to control an event, to which leads another; another that is desired and expected. The whole human conditions relies on the "action results in consequence" complex. Now, why are we so afraid of the "grab bag" will of nature? It's apparently easy to understand in the sense that we need some control over our own survival, but would it matter if we dwelled in uncertainty? Would we be any happier? Or any more sure of ourselves? Methinks, not. In fact, the mundane would be eliminated, would it not? Although, progress would be hindered, damn that little thing called entropy. It governs like an iron fist, bent on determining how we are to lead.
Hmm, oh well. There's always the chance that I may be going insane, with these weird contemplations. Wouldn't that be grand?
